Sammi was something of a mystery to Carlotta. A slutty mystery.
Carlotta was a beautician by trade. She had been into hair and makeup and everything aesthetic since she could remember. And so she found it totally, completely shocking that someone as girly and effortlessly gorgeous as Sammi could know absolutely nothing about beauty.
Naturally, Carlotta was thrilled when Sammi asked for help with her trash makeup game. But no less surprised that she even found herself in this situation.
“Carli, you gotta help me with my makeup! I’m so bad at it. I look like a fucking prostitute”
It was a beautiful sunny day and Corlotta was already well into a bottle of wine. She looked Sammi up and down. Her face was beautiful as ever but she looked like she had applied her makeup with a paint brush. There was so much work to be done.
“Alright. Because you are ignorant, I will help you. It’s the least I can do for my aesthetically challenged bestie” Carlotta’s tone had an air of faux arrogance.
“Yay! Thank you Carli!”
“But seriously, how is it you can’t do makeup to save your life?”
“I...I dunno! I just never learned”
“Yeah, but...how?”
“Whatever! Are you going to help me or not?”
“Duh!”
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The full array of Carlotta’s truly impressive beauty supplies were strewn about the table. It was an absolute incomprehensible mess of creams, ointments, cleansers, powders and sprays. Most of them had lost their labels from years of use. But there was a method to the madness and she knew them all by heart.
Sammi sat in a ratty old salon chair that had been stolen on the last day of beauty school. Reclining with a glass of wine in her hand. Totally ready to just sit back and let Carlotta do her thing.
“Mmmk~. First step is to remove all of...this”
She took a pristine cloth in one hand and dabbed an acrid smelling liquid into it.
“What’s that?”
“This is a makeup remover. Now, this one is actually fairly strong. As a general rule you never want to use anything that has a strong or acidic odour on your skin. Unless you’ve consulted a dermatologist and they said it’s ok. Since we’re going to wash your face right after this I think it’s fine”
“Ok! I trust you”
Carlotta was truly in her element. Humming happily as she carefully wiped away gobs of improperly applied makeup. Revealing the flawless, silky smooth skin beneath.
“God, your skin is so perfect. What the fuck?”
“Thanks! Guess I’m just lucky”
“No kidding. Mmmk. Now that that’s done, we’re going to get started”
“Foundation first, right?”
“Close, but no. The first step is moisturizer”
“Really? Why?”
“Because preventing damage is a million times easier than repairing it. And since our bodies are made out of water, moisturizer is basically the most effective beauty tool. By like, a lot. You need it because makeup can be hard on you skin”
“Huh”
“Please tell me you moisturize?”
“...”
“...How?”
“I don’t know! I just never learned this stuff I guess!”
Poor, beautiful, stupid Sammi. It was just a quirk of cosmic injustice that she got to be an absolute fucking smokeshow without doing any of the work. Carlotta had to admit to herself that she was jealous. She would have asked to steal her beauty routine if she actually had one.
Whatever Sammi did for her skin, Carlotta didn’t want to mess with it. So she chose to go with a very light face mist instead of something heavier.
“Ok, now we do foundation?”
“Nope, primer”
“What the fuck! It’s called foundation. Shouldn’t it be first?”
“The word prime means first, darling”
“Uhh. Ok, but I’ve never heard of primer!”
Carlotta was no longer shocked to hear her beautiful friend say these things. It was a tragedy that no one had ever taught her the basics. But she was here to help.
“What does primer do?”
“Most people’s skin has like, dry spots or oily spots. You put primer on first to make sure everything goes on consistently. It also helps the makeup stay on for longer”
“Okie dokie. And then foundation?”
“Then foundation”
“Finally! How many steps are there?”
“It depends on who you ask. But most people would probably say seven to thirteen. Depending on what you count as a step?”
“Thirteen!? Who the fuck has time for thirteen steps? How?”
“Well, there’s bronzer, blush, highlights. Foundation is actually three different steps. We can skip concealer for you because youre so fucking flawless. You lucky thing”
“What the fuck is bronzer!?”
Carlotta took a deep breath as she took her time to produce many small vials of liquid foundation. Sammi could be a lot of fun but she was also an incredible bitch. Which was fine. Being that gorgeous meant that you could get away with being a little extra. Still, she was starting to get the distinct feeling that this was going to be a whole ordeal.
“Ok, Sammi, Darling. We’ll get to bronzer. But first let’s find a good foundation for you. This step is crucial because everything builds off of this. Also, if you get the wrong one everything can look caked on. Like it did before”
“Hey!”
“Shush, class is in session. Let me teach. Basically you just want one that matches your skin tone. It should look natural without having to be blended”
“...What’s blending?”
“Ooh, you poor thing. It’s when you smooth the makeup to make it look seamless. You can use a tool or just your fingers. That part is actually easy because when it looks right you’ll just be able to tell. The right liquid foundation won’t require much blending”
“Wow! I had no idea there was so much to this!”
We’re just starting, Sammi. Oh! Here’s a trick you’re going to like. Your mascara was all clumpy. Which is what happens to it in the bottle over time. So, here” Carlotta reached over and shuffled through the clutter on the table until she found a little bottle of mascara. Which she unceremoniously inserted between Sammi’s cleavage.
“Ooh! Hey! Buy me a drink first, Carli!”
“Shush. Normally you could just put it in a glass of warm water. But some girls like to pop it into their bra at the start of the whole makeup session. Since eyes are the last step it will be warm by the time we’re ready”
“Oh! Cool! This is kinda fun”
“Told ya”
Carlotta almost couldn’t believe her luck. Sammi was a blank canvas to pour her years of beauty training onto. She was thick as a brick but totally eager to learn. It was just going to take a while for the lessons to set in. But that was ok. She absolutely lived for stuff like this
She found a good liquid foundation easy enough. Smoothing and blending a bit before skipping to foundation powder.
“Like I said, you can skip concealer”
“Because I’m fucking flawless?” Sammi tilted her head back and smiled.
“Yes, because you are fucking flawless darling. Anyways, that’s for the best because concealer can be difficult to avoid the caked on look with. Now I know you’re probably into the heavy makeup look for yourself. But might I suggest that you could get away with going light?”
Sammi’s face was still one bright grin as she soaked in all the compliments. “Mmm. Tell me why I can get away with going light, babe?”
“Because, your natural skin tone is very bright and totally blemish free. Your natural features don’t require much in the way of blush or contouring to really pop out. You’re gorgeous, darling. Just embrace it”
Sammi laughed giddily. It was the oddest thing. It was almost like she didn’t know she was such an incredible bombshell. But that seemed just a touch impossible. Given the way her beautiful face and dangerously curvaceous body looked. The only way she could have been unaware of her own essential gorgeousness was if she’d never seen a mirror in her entire fucking life. So what was her deal?
Carlotta was jealous. She had absolutely never doubted herself or her looks. But she still found herself wishing she could have a fraction of her friend’s radiant beauty. Ordinary girls simply didn’t have a chance when they were standing in her presence. She was just so fucking hot.
Carlotta gulped. She was basically straight. It’s just that Sammi was...A lot. Sure, she’d gotten drunk and made out with other girls at parties. But that didn’t mean anything.
Maybe it was Sammi’s bitchy energy coupled with her astonishing good looks. Carlotta was definitely, definitely feeling some arousal though. Which she quickly squicked away as she applied foundation powder and moved on to bronzer.
“Ooook~. Let’s do bronzer now!”
“Finally. What is bronzer?”
“Bronzer is basically a kind of highlighter that makes your skin look bright and glowing. Like I said, you don’t really need your skin to look brighter. But since I’m giving you an education today we’ll just go for it”
“Uhh, I don’t get it. How’s that different from highlighter?”
“We’re just going to get the sides of our face with the bronzer. Here, let me show you. You draw an ‘E’ on one side. And a ‘3’ on the other”
Sammi closed her eyes as Carlotta dabbed her brush in the bronzer and did her thing. Their faces were now very close together and Carlotta could hear the slow rising and falling of Sammi’s breath. Which caused her chest to puff up and smoosh against her own breasts. God, they were so huge. The feeling of arousal was returning.
“Ok!” Carlotta sat up suddenly. “Easy! Now let’s do blush!”
Carlotta felt herself blushing a bit. But hopefully it was concealed under her own, expertly applied makeup. She could have sworn that Sammi had a bit of a knowing smile though.
“Thanks, Carli. You’re the best. Show me how to do blush now”
“Hmmm, ok. We’re gonna do pink blush. Since high femme is totally your aesthetic”
“High femme?”
“It means girly as fuck”
Sammi smiled. “Oh, ok. That’s true”
“Now, we’re going to find the apple of your cheek. Which basically just means the part of your cheek that is most prominent when you smile. So give me a big smile”
Sammi did as she was told and carlotta was able to quickly identify the right place to start applying blush.
“We’re just going to go in little circles. Making sure to apply it nice and light so it isn’t too hard to blend. Blush is like the most basic kind of makeup that you learn. It’s emulating your cheek’s natural glow”
“Why do we bother if cheeks glow naturally? Is it all just to look good for boys?”
“No, that’s bullshit. I mean, not to throw shade at girls who want to look good for boys. But makeup is about looking good for yourself. It’s therapeutic. Because we love ourselves and we love to look our best”
“Ok, I think I get it”
“Makeup and beauty are self care. Men groom themselves too but they have to convince themselves it’s somehow different from what we do. Otherwise it would be bad. Or some such bullshit. It sounds exhausting to me”
Sammi rolled her eyes. “Oh god. It really is...err. I mean it really does look exhausting!” She squirmed nervously. “What’s next?”
“Highlighter”
“Is that what it sounds like?”
“Pretty much. There’s lots of different kinds. I don’t want to hit you with too many steps right now so we’ll just use this cream” She placed a little bottle in her hand and presented it to carlotta. “Basically this will make the edges of your face stand out. And the more layers and more products you use the more it will contrast”
“Wow, ok. That makes sense”
“You have magnificent bone structure. Shocking, I know. So really you don’t need to do much to make your features pop out”
Carlotta really took her time and gently contoured and blended the cream into Sammi’s statuesque features. Taking extra care when she arrived at the cupid’s bow of her soft, plush lips. She indulged just a bit and felt them against the sensitive backs of her fingers.
“God, your lips are great. What the fuck”
She made a mental note to make out with Sammi at the next party they went to. It was actually kind of absurd that they hadn’t done that already. Since they’d been such good friends for so long. So much of Sammi seemed hard to sort out in her brain though.
Sammi puffed her big, shapely lips out and did a mock kissing gesture. “Thank you, babe”
The arousal was back in force.
“O-ok. Let’s move on”
Carlotta busily hummed as she parsed through the clutter that she had inflicted upon the kitchen table. Mostly she was just trying to distract herself from what Sammi was doing to her. Finding other girls hot was one thing. She found Sammi arousing.
“Something bothering you, Carli~?” There was bitchy smugness in Sammi’s voice. Which did nothing to help Carlotta at the moment.
“J-just looking for my. Umm. Ok, I know I said eyes were last but you can actually do lips or eyes in any order because they don’t overlap, obviously. And they’re also on the same layer of makeup. So which do you want to do first?”
Sammi sat up and took her immense breasts in both hands. Squeezing them and pushing them up and out in order to display the little mascara bottle that she had hidden deep in her boob pocket. “Let’s do my eyes. I think this is nice and warm by now”
“Ok, but put that away for now. Mascara is the last step for eyes”
Sammi huffed. “Oh come on! How many fucking steps are there?”
“For your eyes? Three, roughly. Depending on what you count as a step”
Carlotta breathed an internal sigh of relief as Sammi let go of her jugs. Causing the lucky little bottle to vanish back into the deep valley of her immense boobage.
“Mmmk. So, Eyeshadow is just like anything else. You can do just one shade and that’s fine. But if you really want to make it pop out you have to start with dark shades and then layer something lighter on top of that. That’s really the difference between looking like you applied it yourself and looking like a professional did it. That whole principle goes for any kind of art. To make something look realistic you need layers”
“So, makeup is like art?”
“Mhm. And the fun part about art is, you can learn to do this yourself. You don’t need to know why it works. You just need to know the steps. You can paint your face by numbers and get great looks every time”
“Really?”
“Well, there’s finesse to it. And some shit, like wings, can be really tricky. But when it looks right you’ll just know”
Carlotta applied two striking layers of blue eyeshadow before grabbing a little black pencil looking tool from her supplies.
“What’s that?”
“This is eyeliner”
“And after eyeliner is mascara…?” Sammi cracked a devious little smile.
Carlotta gulped despite herself. Her friend might have been flirting with her but it was hard to tell. “Yeah, but first let’s line those eyes, bitch. Now, this is a professional eyeliner sharpener. But it’s basically exactly the same as a regular pencil sharpener. Don’t ever sharpen a real pencil in it though”
“Why not?”
“Because you don’t want to get little bits of graphene in your eyes”
“Makes sense…”
Carlotta sharpened her eyeliner pencil with a few quick motions and then blew softly on the tip. Making sure there was nothing left over before leaning over to carefully apply the look.
“You don’t need to use the pencil but it’s by far the easiest. It doesn’t get as fine a look as you can get with, like. Gel liner. But if you want a smokey eye type look the pencil is the best by a mile”
“Thanks!”
“Actually, this whole step is so easy that some girls only do eyeliner and mascara for their everyday look. It’s great for when you want to look good but don't have the time to make a whole production out of it. I Basically never leave the house without at least doing my mascara”
Carlotta took a step back to admire her work. They were almost done now but Sammi already looked like a hot slice of perfection. There were just a few little steps left.
“Mascara time?” Sammi smiled and sort of narrowed her eyes as she grabbed her boobs once again. Revealing the little bottle for the second time.
Whatever, not a big deal. Carlotta distinctly remembered having touched Sammi’s honking big tits before. Somehow, this time was just a bit different. She gingerly placed her fingers on the top of the applicator and pulled. But it wasn’t quite enough force to wrest the little pink bottle from its fleshy prison.
“Here, Lemme help” Carlotta wrapped one hand around her gigantic bust. Freeing the other to screw the top off. Leaving the applicator inside. “Now grab it” She smiled.
Carlotta did as she was told. Using her thumb and forefinger to pull the applicator out. The whole process left little black smudges all over Sammi’s big creamy white tits. Which would have to be cleaned later. But for now they were gloriously messy.
“Mmmk” Her hand shook nervously. “Make sure not to get this in your eyes because it hurts like shit. But this is also pretty easy. You don’t want too much gunk on the brush. And you just swish it up the lash from the bottom. Making sure to clean off any excess mascara”
“How do I look?”
It was almost an absurd question because the answer was, fucking gorgeous. Carlotta was building up an urgent need between her thighs. It was no longer just a little tingle. This was serious stuff. Still, she could reason that she was still mostly straight. Sammi was just a totally anomalous creature. An absolute, undeniable babe for whom most women could see themselves swinging the other way.
But that didn’t solve the problem of what to do about the fact that her best friend was now making her very wet.
“Hello, earth to Carly?”
“Huh?”
“How do I look?”
“Oh, fuck. You look amazing...Just the lips now”
“Ha ha, oooh. The lips. Don’t tell me, there’s like, five steps and they’re all super complicated?”
Without saying a word, Carlotta pulled up a chair and sat across from her friend. Getting down to eye level to really concentrate. And it would take all of her concentration to resist if the very flirty Sammi wanted to lean in for a kiss or something.
“Press your lips together”
Sammi did as she was told. Pressing and releasing her lips with a loud pop.
“Hmm, ok. No dead skin or anything. Typical. I’m going to apply a lip moisturizer before I get started”
“Oh Em Gee! What the fuck is li-”
“Shh” Carlotta placed her finger up Sammi’s big sexy lips without letting her finish. She started rubbing in moisturizer with her bare finger. An action that took longer than she expected because of the sheer volume of the shapely, puffy lips in front of her.
“Which colour gloss do you want?”
“Is this the final step?”
“No” Carlotta urgently needed to be done with this so she could go and create some distance between her and Sammi. Just a bit of breathing room.
“Pink~”
“Fine, I'll get you something pink. We’re skipping lip liner because...just because”
There was a hungry, half hooded look in Sammi’s eyes as Carlotta slowly and carefully swabbed every inch of her lips with glossy pink makeup. She was leaning in painfully, dangerously close now.
“Ok...Now do a little pop. And we’re almost done”
Slowly, seductively. Sammi once again did as she was told and made an exaggerated, sexy, kissable pop with her mouth.
“How do I look?” She purred in a conspiratorial hushed voice.
“G-good”
“Good”
Carlotta made no attempt to resist as Sammi leaned in to kiss her. It was just friends kissing! No big deal! What followed was anything but friendly as Sammi took the initiative and thrust her tongue into Carlotta’s very willing mouth.
Carlotta breathed rapidly as the kiss broke. Biting her lip as she looked up at her friend with arousal and confusion in her eyes.
“We...We still have to apply a setting solution”
“I don’t care”
“That’s fair…”
“You wanna fuck?”
Her eyes grew wide as she searched herself for the correct response...She didn’t….not want to fuck.
“Mhm!” She nodded. Unable to find the words but also unwilling to turn this opportunity down.
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“Oh, christ! Oh jesus! Oh fuck!” Carlotta moaned.
This was fine. This was just friends fucking.
Carlotta’s pussy was nothing but ecstasy as she ground her hips into Sammi’s. This was not something she had foreseen or even knew she wanted. She didn’t even know she could get off from another girl, but, here she was. On her back, beneath her best friend and on the verge of a devastating orgasm.
Sammi’s pneumatically perky wonder tits were on full display. Hers to grope and tweak, lick and suck to her heart’s content. She never knew she could want to touch another woman’s breasts so badly in a sexual way. And fucking Sammi wasn’t the shallow end of girl on girl action either. This was like being called up to the major leagues from…
Well, she didn’t know where from because she didn’t even know she was playing the same game until a few minutes ago. She had happily laboured under the delusion that she was straight as fuck for her entire adult life until Sammi oh so casually askeed her if she wanted to fuck.
And now, Carlotta was fucking Sammi. Or, more acurately, Sammi was scissoring her fucking brains out while she tried to make sense of her life. But it was good. Really good.
“Oh fuck! Of fuck, I’m gay” The climax was so close now. Breathlessly she braced her hands against the bed and pressed her pussy into Sammi’s with all the force she could muster. Arching her back, unable to relent. If she held back now there would be some kind of pitiful, half orgasm. And that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted the full on earthquake that she could feel coming from the moment they began.
Sammi let out a guttural gasp as she came. “God yes! I’m so fucking hot! Yes!”
And that was just too much for Carlotta. Hearing her best friend being so vapid and bitchy about this whole encounter pushed her over the top. Sammi was so beautiful. Her confidence was so intoxicating. Time seemed to stop for a moment as a full body orgasm pulsed through Carlotta in waves.
There would be time to ponder the implications of casually fucking her best friend when all of this was over. But for now, In this one moment, she could think about nothing and feel nothing but overwhelming pleasure.
This moment in time was all theirs. The world didn’t matter. Carlotta could feel it slipping away. So beautiful and ephemeral. But no less wonderful for its impermanence. The feeling of her body, breathlessly, lustfully pressed against another woman’s. Her hands in her hands. Her beautiful face in her vision.
The friends huffed, exhausted from the physical and emotional effort. They didn’t say a word for a long time. But eventually the embrace had to end and Sammi stood up.
Carlotta had no words. She simply found herself staring, her eyes unwilling to blink as they drank in Sammi’s endless beauty. Her freshly applied makeup was now smudged and streaked but somehow she was just as beautiful. Her perfect body glistened with sweat in the afternoon light.
“Wow! It’s so nice that we can just fuck like that and it’s no big deal!” Sammi bounced off to the washroom. Humming as if the whole encounter was something she could casually put behind her.
Carlotta smiled weakly as she watched her beautiful, amazing, sexy best friend walk away.
“Yeah, no big deal...”
Tue Jun 22 21:01:39 2021
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